{ 2008 03 01 }
Thaw before reheating.
{ 2008 03 01 }
Posted by holly on Saturday, March 1st, 2008, at 8:14 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
Emmy | 02-Mar-08 at 3:06 pm | Permalink
WOW!
Christoph | 02-Mar-08 at 3:07 pm | Permalink
That’s the picture you painted above her crib, is that correct?
Cold Spaghetti | 02-Mar-08 at 3:30 pm | Permalink
Yup. I painted that right before Will was born. It was suppose to be a series of two. The second painting was suppose to be babe in arms. But it’s grown on me as a solo piece. I’d love to make a painted wooden frame for it someday.
Andrew Kottenstette | 04-Mar-08 at 9:25 am | Permalink
Man! That kid has some extra (Kate in the last photo)!
One of my internet friends is having a baby in Buffalo, NY today. Having induction. Since she’s of irish extraction I found that old birth babtism ritual they used to use to send to her. Something to do with handfuls of water, wavelets, three times three. Wonder if anyone still does that, or the sky, sea, and earth “mothering” ritual.